1. “Africa: A Biography of the Continent,” by John
Reader. A wide-reaching and sweeping look at trends and broader
explanations for the way things are, covering history, geography,
anthropology, biology and politics. While it is a thick tome (some 700
pages) it manages to be engaging, interesting and easy to read. This
would be a good place to start for the interested newcomer to African
issues.
2. “Africa Works: Disorder as a Political Instrument,”
by Patrick Chabal and Jean-Pascal Daloz. A lucid and theoretically-rich
exposition of African politics. Describing how systems of patronage
operate within the context of modern states, Chabal and Daloz provide
powerful explanations for conflict, corruption and poor economic
development. It also introduces English-speakers to the rich seam of
francophone research and literature about Africa.
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I have been thinking a lot recently about my relationship with the world. What is my ecological footprint? How does my life affect the poor? What does my spending have to do with those who have less? How am I making the world better? I started this questioning in a previous post, but was recently faced head-on with a conflict that brought my struggles into greater focus.
I was at an acquaintance's party just relaxing on her patio talking and meeting new people. I was having a good time enjoying the night. But a couple of the other guests, a brother and sister, were having a heated discussion about an issue that summarizes one my current dilemmas: gentrification. The brother and sister were African American and had lived on Capitol Hill in DC all their lives. They were complaining that they were sick of people being surprised when the siblings said they were from DC.
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I needed an adventurous hat – khaki-colored with a broad brim, evocative of Indiana Jones. Such were my thoughts as I prepared for a visit to Kenya during a summer break from college nine years ago. The hat made me look incredibly silly and eventually I came to my senses, giving it away. But for a few weeks it made me feel like a bona fide swashbuckler.
A couple years later, as I shopped for clothes before going on an aid work assignment in Zambia, I went for the whole look – buying khaki trousers and shirts with hundreds of pockets. I looked like a bad caricature of the European explorer in Africa (see the photo of me by the taxi) but I felt dashing and exciting nonetheless.
As I have spent more time on the African continent I have begun to reflect on the absurdity of this behavior which is so common among North Americans and Europeans that come here.
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